"Of course, it's about piston activity."
Arthur Lindsey bit her tender ear, sending a thin, moist breath mixed with allure into her delicate heart.
Her legs trembled slightly as she moved her hand downward, pinching Arthur Lindsey's butt, and pouted, "Arthur, you're becoming more shameless."
"We've got kids old enough to fetch soy sauce, what's the need for modesty, hmm?" Arthur Lindsey pecked her lips again, gnawing at the endless sweet fluid of her breath.
It seemed.
The fierce love-making in the bed that morning had not satisfied his hunger.
Ella Lacey couldn't take it anymore.
If the teasing continued, even her panties would get wet...
And she had just changed them.
She half-heartedly protested, "Arthur, if you want to roll in bed with me all day at home, I have no objections... but in the living room, it doesn't seem quite right... It would be somewhat embarrassing if someone saw us, right?"
"Ella baby is absolutely right."
